O night, my night, my love- <br />I like your deep dark complexion <br />and our love lives in darkness. <br /> <br />Why should the silver disc <br />spy on us at our love hours? <br />Half or full this prying mellow plate <br />acts like a nosy paparazzo... <br /> <br />O night, my night, my love- <br />tell the maid of honor <br />not to adorn my lady with neon-lights. <br /> <br />Who`ll tell the fools that you hide your face <br />when they make a try with their stupid flashlights? <br />You are as you are under your black shroud; <br />I love you and my love makes me so proud. <br /> <br />We lovers do know how to escape a floodlit place <br />and we count our seconds by a clock of the space! <br /> <br />O night, my night, my love- <br />let us flee to the land of Arabian sands; <br />no, no, let us fly to the bosom of African forest- - <br />Oh, yes, yes, we can rest on the pacific breast!<br /><br />PARTHA SARATHI PAUL<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-night-my-night-my-love/
